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Author: @thegirlwhorunswithwinchesters

Summary: You are on a case with the Winchester brothers and the warm summer sunshine isn’t the only thing heating you up and messing with your focus.

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Implied smut

Word count: 1K

Inspiration: The song ‘…Ready For It?’ by Taylor Swift

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When You’re Ready

Pairing: Sam X Reader

Word count:  1041 (Not including song lyrics)

Warnings: Angst

This is a collaborative writing between  @ilovedean-spn2  For the @spnbuddywriters Challenge

Part One based on the song Send My Love by Adele

This was all you, none of it me You put your hands on, on my body and told me Mmm You told me you were ready For the big one, for the big jump I'd be your last love everlasting you and me Mmm That was what you told me I'm giving you up I've forgiven it all You set me free

Send my love to your new lover Treat her better We gotta let go of all of our ghosts We both know we ain't kids no more Send my love to your new lover Treat her better We've gotta let go of all of our ghosts We both know we ain't kids no more

I was too strong, you were trembling You couldn't handle the hot heat rising (rising) Mmm Baby I'm still rising I was running, you were walking You couldn't keep up, you were falling down (down) Mmm Mmm there's only one way down

If you're ready, if you're ready If you're ready, I'm ready If you're ready, if you're ready We both know we ain't kids no more No, we ain't kids no more If you're ready, if you're ready (send my love to your new lover) If you're ready, I'm ready (treat her better) We've gotta let go of all of our ghosts We both know we ain't kids no more If you're ready, if you're ready (send my love to your new lover) If you're ready, I am ready (treat her better) We've gotta let go of all of our ghosts We both know we ain't kids no more

Sitting in the quietness of the bunker’s library, I felt uneasy and unnerved. Most people would find the stillness calming and peaceful, and would find it relaxing. I didn’t, it just reminded me of the loneliness that had become my life. I clasped a pen in my hand, staring down at the plain piece of notebook paper.  I needed to write it down, the reasons why, I began to searching for the words.

After fifteen minutes of racking my brain for something to write, I started to twirl the pen in my fingers, then tapping it in a steady beat on the table. Trying to create some sort of noise, to break up the haunting silence.  Hoping that the movement of my hands, would jumpstart my brain.

My eyes focusing on the stark whiteness of the paper, that would catch all my emotions. I wasn’t exactly sure how to accomplish the task, since I couldn’t think coherently enough to write anything down.

I mean how do you summarize five years, into one page? Did a five year relationship deserve more than one page? I mean I know it definitely rated more than one paragraph. Should I use journalism skills?  Use the five Ws maybe? Who? What? When? Why? Where?  

Leaning back in my chair, I let memories play back in my mind, every single one of them. The good, the bad, and the ugly.   It would be best just to hit the highlights, be straight and to the point. Now wasn't the time to write a novel, I wondered if any of it really mattered. Would he even care enough to read what I wrote.

I knew the minute I met him, he was it for me, that my search was over. For me at least, it was love at first sight. He had a beautiful smile, and kind eyes. It was the first thing I noticed about him. He was everything I was looking for in a man, strong, dependable, a good heart, loving and caring.  I knew he was my everlasting love, the one I wanted to be with for the rest of my life.

I kept that fact hidden for the first six months, afraid that it would scare him away, but then I broke down one night.   Whispering “I love you, you're my forever.” As I drifted to sleep, he didn't say anything, just held me tighter.

Six months later, he finally admitted he felt the same. He and his brother rescued me from a vampire nest. Nearly losing me, must have triggered him into action. He held me in his arms that night, after Cas healed me. He told me our love was forever, and I'd be his last love.

He talked about marriage, and starting a family soon.  Yet four years later, after that whispered promise, my ring finger remained empty, I wasn't getting any younger, neither of us were.

It was time to give it up, forget all the dreams and promises of forever that he made. I was always racing towards the house, with the picket fence, kids, and a dog.  He was always at a snail's pace, tripping at the thought of that kind of life. He was never in any hurry to get there.

We seemed to have drifted apart in the last three months. Instead of taking me along with him and Dean on hunts, to help with research, and however else I could help;  I was left behind. He swore to me it was for my safety, that he didn’t want me to get hurt. I believed him, and stayed back with out argument.

Dean would just look at me, sympathy with a touch of pity in his eyes. He'd hug he before they left, telling me to stay safe. Promising me, they'd return home safely and as quickly as they could. Over the years, we’d become close, he was like a brother to me.

Sam, he'd kiss me on the forehead, with promises to return as soon as he could. He'd always call me, checking in with me, while he was gone.

Except this time, there  was no kiss, and  no phone calls from him. My fear and worry that something had happened to him, wearing on my nerves. I tried calling him several times, but  the calls went unanswered.  Maybe that's what finally broke me.

I guess I should have  gotten a clarification of forever and last love from him. Apparently, are definitions differed, his was just under four years. It might have saved me from disappointment and heartache. The promise of marriage and a family happening soon, would now never come.

Wiping away the  tears, letting out a ragged breath, I started to write.

Dear Sam,

You said you were ready for it all, marriage, family, yet in the last three months you've pulled away. You promised that I was your forever and last love.

We weren't going anywhere near the future,  I had dreamed of, and I had to leave. We weren't getting any younger.

I'm giving you up, I wish you the best. I harbor no bitterness in my heart for how things turned out.  When you're ready, if you haven't already, let our memories go.

I hope the way that I loved you will benefit your next relationship. Once you're ready, treat your new lover better.

Sending My Love,

(Y/N)

Folding up the letter, I stuffed it in an envelope,  writing Sam on the front. Leaving it on the table, rising from the chair, I grabbed my purse.

Walking up the stairs of the bunker for the last time, I let out a sigh. I was going to miss this, pushing the door open, I let it slam shut behind me.

Climbing into my car, I drove off leaving my broken dreams, and his broken promises behind me. The broken heart I was taking with me, the hurt, and anger all mixing together, I began to realize something. I had to be honest with myself; I blamed him, because of his failure to actually commit. I guess there was a little bitterness there after all.

In the end, I knew I would forgive him, because he was my forever and everlasting love.

@notyourtypicalpunkgirl  @small-town-wayward-daughter @impalaimagining @clairese1980 @charliebradbury1104 @kitchenwitchsuperwhovian

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Summary: They both dreams of a better world.

Characters: Sam W x Reader, Michael!Dean 

Word Count: 749

Warning: Angst, Death, Hypnosis, Blood… Angst

Author Note: This was for @idreamofplaid challenge. My prompt was Sam’s room.. Sorry it’s angsty…

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An Endless Maiden voyage

Chapter Four

Pairing: Dean x y/n

Word Count: 2358

Summary: During a fight with a djinn you get sent into your dreams. Soon finding out Dean and Sam are stuck in your dream as well you have to find a way out of your dream before it becomes your worst nightmare.

Warnings: Angst, violence, death

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14 Chapters and Counting………….

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The Suit

A/N: So…this is a fic that just popped up in my head when I was listening to “der Anzug” from Elif. She’s a German singer and songwriter and I tried to translate the whole thing into something understandable English. I really recommend to listen to the song, it’s one of my favourites. Oh and if there’re any mistakes left, please be gentle with me. I had to drink some beer before being confident enough to post it.

Pairing/Characters: Angel!Reader X Dean (mentioned); Micheal!Dean; tall!Reader; mentions of Sam and Dean

Warnings: mentions of abuse (physical and psychological)

Word count: 1383 words, including lyrics in both languages

Sag mir nicht das du all das nicht merkst/Sitzt der Anzug zu fest um dein Herz/ ich komm gegen deine Rüstung nicht an

Don’t tell me you don’t recognize anything of this/ is the suit fitting to tight around your heart/ I can’t fight against your armor

He looks down at me, eyes shining blue full of his grace. My y/e/c eyes fill with tears as I kneel in front of him. My bruises hurting just enough to nearly break me. His gaze follows each of my movements coldly l, making me feel incredible small. Never since I met him and his brother Dean gave me this feeling.

Ich bin groß bei dir fühl ich mich klein/ redest von oben herab auf mich ein/ so eng kann die Krawatte nicht sitzen/ da ist noch Luft um mich anzuschreien.

I’m tall with you I feel so small/ talking down to me/ the tie can’t be bound that tight/ there’s still air to yell at me

Shouting at me he walks up and down in the small cathedral where he tied me down. My y/h/c hair covers my bruised face, far as running over the cuts on my face before falling on the marble floor. The silent splashes louder than thunder in my ears. Louder than the yelling. “Get me Sam Winchester! That was all I asked for!” He shouts at me. I carefully shake my head staring at the black and blue marks on my arms. He took away my grace when he saw that I arrived without the younger brother. Keeping me from healing myself…

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Summary: Your first night spent with your boyfriend Dean Winchester. Could it get any better? You were already falling hard…

Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader

Word Count: 3127

Warnings: Explicit Smut, Swearing, Some Fluff, Safe Sex, Manhandling Kink

Author’s Note: Hi everyone. This is my first ever try at writing anything let alone fan fic, especially one including smut. Massive shoutout to my beta @mysaintsasinner who was awesome at helping me navigate how to revise and edit this work. You are the most supportive beta ever!!! Love you!!! Also a big thanks to Kay, Louisa and Sam for your thoughts, opinions and love that came with being my test audience! Love you too ladies! Please be gentle. Comments, suggestions and kudos are greatly appreciated. Hope you all like it! Happy reading

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SPN Season 14 Weekly Episode Writing Challenge Week 1 Masterpost

CLICK HERE FOR THE CHALLENGE DETAILS!

Prompts:

“You’re… Oh, God.” “People keep calling me that.”

“Really? That’s very Hallmark Channel.”

“You are my Beyoncé!”

“It’s a magic egg.”

“You know how to use that, right?” “Stab them with the pointy end?”

Submissions:

I’ll Take That As A ‘Yes’ by @cas-backwards-tie

Not God, Just Cursed by @mrswhozeewhatsis 

Finding Dean by @impalasutra

Eventually by @becs-bunker 

Interuniversal Distances by @fanfic-from-a-67-impala 

Keep writing and tagging, and we’ll keep adding your fics to this list!!